Whats that Skip, you want a double mocha decaf half caf soy latte with a twist of lemon?

Well you can’t because Urban Rustic is closed today. But you can have this original Bessemer melamine mug from the 70’s. The one on top is mine, it’s quite fuzzy and faded from years of Milo addiction [not for sale] the bottom one’s in great shape. Considering.
Want? $25 + post. Hop to it.

And if you are wondering what the flaming heck I am talking about Ailsa?

The story you are about to witness is true. It actually happened. Only the names have been changed to make it funny…

Sitting at home last Sunday morning, me mate boomerang
Said he was having a few people around for a barbie, said he might kookaburra or two
I said, “Sounds great, will Wallaby there?”
He said, “Yeah and Vegemite come too”
So I said to the wife, “Do you wanna goanna?”
She said, “I’ll go if dingos”
So I said, “Wattle we do about Nulla?”
He said, “Nullabors me to tears, leave him at home”

We got to the party about two and walked straight out the kitchen to put some booze in the fridge
And you wouldn’t believe it, there’s Boomer’s wife Warra sitting there trying to platypus!
Now, I don’t like to speak Illawarra, but I was shocked; I mean how much can a koala bear?
So I grabbed a beer, flashed me Wangaratta and went out and joined the party

Pretty soon Ayers Rocks in and things really started jumping
This Indian girl Marsu turns up, dying to go to the toilet, but she couldn’t find it
I said to me mate Al, “Hey, where can marsupial?”
He said “She can go outback with the fellas, she’s probably seen a cockatoo”

Well just then Warra comes out of the kitchen with a few drinks for everybody
Fair dinkum, you’ve never seen a Coolabah maid
I grabbed a beer and said, “Thanks Warra – tah”

A couple of Queensland at the party, one smelling pretty strongly of aftershave
One of them sat down next to me and I turned to him and I said, “Ya know mate, Eureka Stockade!”

It was a really hot day; Oscar felt like a swim
He said to Ina, “Do you want a have a dip in the Riverina?”
She said, “I haven’t got my Kosciusko”
Well Bo says, “Come in starkers, Wattle Lake Eyre!”
Ina says, “What, without so much as a Thredbo?”
“Ah, Perisher thought! Has Eucumbene in yet?”

Well a few of the blokes decided to play some cricket
Boomer says “Why doesn’t wombat?”
“Yeah, and let Tenterfield”
He said I should have a bowl, but I was too out of it to play cricket so I suggested a game of cards
I said to Lyptus, “Wanna game of eucalyptus?”
He said, “There’s no point mate, Darwins every time”

Well Bill said he’d like a smoke
Nobody knew where the dope was stashed
I said, “I think Merinos”
But I was just spinning a bit of a yarn
Barry pulls a joint out of his pocket
Bill says “Great, Barrier Reefer, what is it mate?”
“Noosa Heads of course. Me mate Adelaide ’em on me”
And it was a great joint too, Blue Mountains away and his Three Sisters

Well I thought I’d roll one meself, I said, “Chuck us the Tally Hobart”
He said “They’re out on the Laun, Ceston, can you get ’em for us?”
Burnie says, “It’s okay mate, she’s apples, I’ll get em for ya”

Just then Alice Springs into action, starts to pack billabong
And you wouldn’t believe it, the bong’s broken
I said “Lord Howe!”
“Hayman,” somebody says, “will a didgeridoo?”
I said “Hummmmm, mummmm, mummmmm, mummmmm, maybe it’ll have to”

I look in the corner and there’s Bass sitting there, not getting into it, not getting out of it
I said, “What, is Bass Strait or something?”
Boomer says, “As a matter a fact mate, he’s a cop”
I said, “You’re joking mate, a cop? I’m getting outta here, let’s goanna”
She said, “No way, I’m hangin round till Gum leaves. Besides, I don’t wanna leave Jacaranda party on his own
Have you seen him? I think he’s trying to crack on Toowoomba; he’s already tried to Mount Isa
And he’ll definitely try to lead you Australiana!”

Like this:

I came from the dream time, from the dusty red soil plains,I am the ancient heart – the keeper of the flame,I stood upon the rocky shore, I watched the tall ships come,For forty thousand years I’d been the first Australian.We are one but we are manyAnd from all the lands on earth we come,we share a dream,And sing with one voice,I am, you are, we are Australian.I came upon the prison ship bound down by iron chainsI cleared the land, endured the lash and waited for the rains.I’m a settler, I’m a farmer’s wife on a dry and barren runA convict then a free man, I became Australian.I’m the daughter of a digger who sought the mother lodeThe girl became a woman on the long and dusty roadI’m a child of the depression, I saw the good times comeI’m a bushy, I’m a battler, I am Australian.We are one but we are manyAnd from all the lands on earth we come,we share a dream,And sing with one voice,I am, you are, we are Australian.I’m a teller of stories, I’m a singer of songsI am Albert Namatjira, and I paint the ghostly gumsI am Clancy on his horse, I’m Ned Kelly on the runI’m the one who waltzed Matilda, I am Australian.I’m the hot wind from the desert, I’m the black soil of the plainsI’m the mountains and the valleys, I’m the drought and flooding rainsI am the rock, I am the sky, the rivers when they runThe spirit of this great land, I am Australian.We are one but we are manyAnd from all the lands on earth we come,we share a dream,And sing with one voice,I am, you are, we are Australian.

I met a strange lady, she made me nervousShe took me in and gave me breakfast…

Lyrics: Ronald Strykert, Colin Hay

And now for something somewhat predictable but if you haven’t danced your drunken little head off to this track somewhere in the world on Australia Day at sometime in your life, then I suggest you are, indeed unAustralian. Come on…